This is a reblog from a November 25, 2012 post. It was Thanksgiving and we were in California celebrating the holiday with my parents. I love this post, and this video and on this Thanksgiving there is much again for which to be grateful.
CF and I were living in Columbus and had just built a house. It had been a long endeavor and at the end of the road, we had a house we loved. The entry way was beautiful with a sweeping princess stairway. For our first Christmas, we decided to invite my parents As Chuck and I decorated the house, we settled on two trees; one in the great room and one nestled in the curve of the entry way staircase. It was beautiful – decorated in dried roses and antique ribbon ornaments – all handmade. Christmas eve, CF made a delicious dinner and we sat around the table enjoying each other’s company and reveling in the spirit of the season. It was one of life’s perfect moments.
And then a familiar song came on and my Dad reached over and grabbed my Mom’s hand and asked her to dance. Both Chuck and I watched as they gently danced in our hallway in front of the Christmas tree. And while the memory is strong I have regretted not having the moment captured anywhere other than my mind.
And so, this Thanksgiving, as the music played and they began dancing I quietly filmed the moment to have for all time.
The words to the song mean so much more as the year draws to an end. I have always loved this song – one of my favorites – and now I have another reason to love it.